Chapter 602 Zhao Youjin Appears Again
Wang Yongcheng was the first to rush forward.
He held a long sword awarded by the village in his hand and kicked open the closed door of the house.
Behind him were villagers armed with all sorts of weapons, rushing in eagerly, even if they were no match for him, they had the courage to believe they could overcome anything.
"etc!"
Wang Yongcheng spread his arms to block the villagers surging behind him, looking into the courtyard in disbelief.
Those masked men in black who were just moments ago exuding murderous intent were now lying on the ground, convulsing, some even foaming at the mouth.
He Ling, the leader of these men in black, was in no better shape. He sat on a stone bench, his hands and feet twitching uncontrollably. He seemed to want to curse something, but he couldn't utter a complete sound. He collapsed to the ground unconscious, his head hitting the ground with a loud thud.
More than fifty people lay on the ground in a huge thud, a scene that stunned all the villagers.
Cheng Wanwan stood by the stone table, her face filled with lingering fear, and said, "I kindly invited these people in for tea, but as soon as we got to the courtyard, they tried to kill me. I thought I was going to die, but I never expected... they suddenly did this, I don't know what happened... I remember, when Zhao Fugui tried to attack me, he ended up like this..."
Mention Zhao Fugui and everyone in the village will remember him.
Two years ago, one night, Zhao Fugui sneaked into Dashan's mother's house to steal things, intending to harm the widow and her child. However, in the middle of the night, Zhao Youjin appeared, making Zhao Fugui wish he were dead. Even two years later, the villagers still find it hard to believe what they are seeing.
Back then, Zhao Youjin was just a mere centurion, but now he has been appointed as a seventh-rank military officer, so his abilities must be much stronger. Just look at the man in black lying on the ground, his life hanging in the balance.
"Youjin is such a good young man. As long as Dashan Niang is in danger, he will definitely show up."
"This Lord He deserves it. Why did he have to provoke Aunt Dashan? Tsk tsk, now he's getting his comeuppance."
"Look at this person, his hair is standing on end. I don't know how the gold spirit appeared."
The villagers gathered around to watch the spectacle.
Fearing that the villagers might see something they shouldn't, Cheng Wanwan quickly said, "Mudfish Dad, tie up all these people who have broken into Dahe Village."
"yes!"
Wang Yongcheng waved his hand, and the patrol team immediately went to find rope, then tied fifty or sixty people up tightly.
Just as the man was tied up and about to be taken to the woodshed in the back to be locked up, Lord Wu arrived after hearing the news.
This Lord Wu was also from the capital. Having lived in the capital for so many years, he had seen He Ling every time he attended court, so the two were acquainted. When he saw He Ling bound hand and foot, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "Sui'an resident, this is inappropriate. This is the eldest son of the He family, the current third-rank Junior Supervisor of the Imperial Household..."
Cheng Wanwan said calmly, "In my opinion, he is a villain who broke into Dahe Village and wanted to kill me. I did this just to protect myself."
If it weren't for her yellow jacket protecting her, He Ling would have killed her long ago.
“Sui’an people, there must be some misunderstanding,” Lord Wu advised. “The young master He I know is very outstanding. He was intelligent and studious from a young age, and as he grew up, he was gentle and refined, and treated others with respect and humility. He would never do anything to harm or kill anyone… I heard that the young master He came to Dahe Village to find the whereabouts of the second young master He. The two brothers are as close as brothers, so it’s normal for him to act too impulsively…”
Cheng Wanwan smiled: "Oh, so in Lord Wu's eyes, Young Master He is a gentleman? If he really is a gentleman, and truly cares about this younger brother, then he shouldn't have come to Dahe Village in such a grand manner to search for him. Now that everyone in the court thinks that Second Young Master He is dead, he insists on telling everyone that Second Young Master He is still alive. Isn't this cutting off all of Second Young Master He's escape routes?"
She paused, then continued, "If it were Lord Wu, would he have used such a method to protect his comrades?"
Her mocking smile deepened. "And two years ago, the Second Young Master He was accused of treason. Instead of investigating the truth, the Eldest Young Master He knelt at the gates of the capital for three days and three nights. Was he pleading for his brother, or was he just putting on a show for the whole capital?"
Lord Wu was stunned.
He knew He Hanhai and He Ling from the He family, but he didn't know He Xiao. He Xiao had been sent away to learn martial arts since he was a child, and even after he was appointed as a third-rank general, he had always stayed in the military camp and had never attended court. He didn't have much feeling about someone he had never met. However, Sui Anren's words undoubtedly overturned all his understanding of the eldest young master He.
But upon closer reflection, what the people from Sui'an said does seem to make some sense...
He paused for a moment and said, "No matter what kind of person Young Master He is, it doesn't change his status. Sui'an people's actions have completely offended the He family. What are you planning to do next?"
Cheng Wanwan took off her yellow jacket and had Granny Ma put it away. Then she stepped out of the courtyard and stood on the steps.
At this moment, many villagers came to watch the excitement and gathered together to discuss what had just happened. Every now and then, one could hear things like "Zhao Youjin has appeared."
"Thank you all for risking your lives to help me out of this predicament," Cheng Wanwan said sincerely. "The villagers who were injured in the fight with the He family can come to the courtyard to register their names and get their injuries checked."
Aunt Wang waved her hand: "I only scratched my arm a little bit, it's nothing serious, it's all scabbed over now."
Old Mrs. Zhu chimed in, "I hadn't even put up a fight yet, and these men in black were already down. What a waste of all the effort I put into running here."
"Ahem, ahem, ahem!" Manager Yan walked up the steps and coughed, "Fellow villagers, the people of Sui'an don't want anyone to suffer an undeserved disaster... Aunt Wang, your hand must have been cut by those men in black's swords, right? If the swords were poisoned, this arm would be useless... Granny Zhu is old, and coming here must have been hard on her health. She needs to be checked to see if she needs any medicine to help her recover... And Mudfish Father, when did your elbow start bleeding? Come in quickly and let the doctor take your pulse..."
The villagers were dizzy and were dragged in by Manager Yan.
Since Mrs. Yang, who knows medicine, is not here, Mrs. Ma, who knows medicinal food, is temporarily taking over. Of course, this is mainly because the villagers are not seriously injured.
Half an hour later, the villagers' minor injuries were all bandaged.
Aunt Wang's entire arm was wrapped in gauze, Old Lady Zhu's forehead was bandaged, Zhao San Niang's right leg was tied with two wooden boards, and Zhao Er Ye was carried out on a stretcher... The appearance of everyone was as miserable as could be.
The villagers, who all had some difficulty moving around, looked puzzled.
Shopkeeper Yan stroked his beard and said with a smile, "It seems the more serious the injury, the greater the benefits will be later. Just wait and see."
Upon hearing this, many people's eyes lit up; the mountain woman would never lie to them.
"Oh, my foot seems to be injured too."
"Those bastards just ganged up on me, and I think I can't see anymore."
"Hey, hey, hey, someone help me up, my leg is crippled..."
"..."
Lord Wu was completely stunned. Could this really be possible?
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